Dear Muscular Bone Structure,
I apologize for the junk that I’ve been feeding you lately. I know when I say “non-fat” at Starbucks, I am still pounding the useless calories on you. And the Taco Bell that is craved by both of us, it’s making us bust at the seams even though we avoid the sour cream and get a ‘diet’ soda. Or the purple slushi and Lunchables that we had for lunch today. Let’s be real, there was as much nutritional value in that meal as much as in a pack of Starbursts.
Body, I am going to make an attempt to get us back on the bike. We may not be able to crank out a century or fit into bike tights, but we’ll fly like a greased turkey on the trails. I am also going to get us back on a regular pattern walking with the dogs. They too, okay maybe just the tubby one, need to get back to marking their territory and sniffin’ road kill. The tubby one is starting to look like a pack of Ball Park hot dogs.
So yes body, let’s sweat to the oldies, get physical, crunch the pounds to taking back the first step pass the recliner to a healthy life style.
Sincerely,
Yourself.
PS - Maybe just one more Mocha this afternoon. No whip cream. Then we’re totally about this being healthy crap.
I’ve been doing really well until today. I swear, it’s the school. I even brought a decent lunch…then ate fajitas and cheese sticks.
Dude I totally am not prepared for the Century ride, which is only two and a half weeks away. My bum wrist is not going to help matters either. I still plan on riding, but it’s not going to be pretty.
And I keep telling myself that I’ll get healthy when I turn 30. That happens in a couple months, so I don’t have much time to come up with a good excuse. I feel your pain.
Because I have a degree in PSY, I will now tell you that weight loss and healthiness is 80% mental, 20% physical.
Get your head straight and everything else will follow.
That’s from the state worker that only had 2 pieces of cake at the going away party yesterday, instead of eating half the cake, like I wanted to.
Nattie, I keep telling myself that.
Dave, don’t kill yourself this year. Maybe do the metric century.
Does that mean GTG won the bet?
I think that GTG is the only on who wants to see you in bike tights.
jager, I don’t even want to see that.
I think bike tights are one of those things no one really wants to talk about.
On anyone!
No, GTG likes to talk about them. I can’t tell you one question I answered at the trivia night, but I could tell you ALL about Shooey’s biker shorts.
Wanting to see it and being able to talk about it are two different things…